Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 80 Don't move, soon
Ji Boyan let go of the man in black T, slipped one hand into his trouser pocket, and whistled, as if he was in a good mood.

He seemed to be walking in front of another man, and that man was the one who pointed at him and scolded him. He walked slowly and painfully, and every step seemed to be on the tip of his heart.

The man wanted to retreat, but he couldn't do it because of the broken leg. Looking at Ji Boyan's noble angelic face, he felt that a demon had descended.

The man shivered, he peed his pants in fright, water stains flooded the road, and the smell of urine dispersed in the air with the breeze.

Ji Boyan frowned in disgust, looked up at the man, raised his hand and put the end of the stick on the man's trembling mouth, the corners of his lips were curled up, and his voice was soft and lazy, as if coaxing: "Don't move, soon!" of."

As soon as the words fell, another man's screams rang out in the air.

The remaining two men were so stimulated that they also peed their pants back and forth, and the smell of urine was even worse.

Ji Boyan walked up to them, scratched his forehead with his thumb, saw them moving backwards with a broken leg, and chuckled lightly: "You guys, leave it to Feng Yan, but if you move again..."

Ji Boyan didn't finish his sentence, but the threat behind him was clearly visible, making the two men stop instantly.

At this time, a black stretched Lincoln drove up not far from the rear, and a few people got out of it, quickly came to Ji Boyan, and bowed their heads respectfully to him: "Lord."

Ji Boyan threw the stick in his hand to the ground, the smile on his face gradually faded, and his voice was calm: "Throw them all to the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, and wait for me to come."

"Yes."

"Assistant Lin, contact the owner of Xingchen Bar and bring Feng Yan here."

"Good boss."

After explaining this, he raised his feet and walked over to the white van. His footsteps were not as lazy and slow as before, but with a bit of eagerness, he walked over in strides.

In the van, Wen Ruan was lying on the back seat, her clothes were a little messy, her light brown hair wrapped around her small face, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, her peaceful sleeping face was like a begonia sleeping in spring.

Seeing Wen Ruan like this, Ji Boyan panicked for no reason, pursed his lips, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, reached out to support Wen Ruan's head, and she turned upside down and leaned in his arms.

Ji Boyan reached out to touch her small face, the warm and greasy touch made his fingertips tremble slightly, and the ball of his thumb stroked her side face a few times, before he slowly closed his eyes, and pressed his thin lips against hers. On the soft forehead, the throat was astringent: "Ruanrou, don't be afraid, I'm coming."

Then, he picked up Wen Ruan and walked towards his car.

When she got home, Li's mother saw Ji Boyan's ugly face, and came in with Wen Ruan in her arms, her expression changed with fright, and she quickly asked, "Master, what's wrong with this Ruan Ruan?"

Ji Boyan glanced at Wen Ruan who was still sleeping in his arms, and a coldness flashed across his eyes, and his tone was somewhat gloomy: "She was kidnapped."

"What? Kidnapping? Master, what... what's going on? Is it Ruan Ruan her father?"

Li Ma followed behind Ji Boyan and asked anxiously, her first guess was Wen Jialiang.

"Did that bastard come to blackmail Ruanruan again? Master, what's going on?"

Ji Boyan put Wen Ruan on the bed, leaned over to look at Wen Ruan, his eyes were deep, there was an indelible haze between his brows, his fingertips touched her small face, his voice was hoarse and cold.

(End of this chapter)